Star Trek: Generations Quotes

[Kirk is invited to give a command to the new Enterprise-B]

Kirk: Take us out.

Chekov: Very good, sir.

Scotty: Brought a tear to my eye.

Kirk: Oh, be quiet.

Scotty: Finding retirement a little lonely, are we?

Kirk: You know, I'm glad you're an engineer. With tact like that, you'd make a lousy psychiatrist.

[Wiping blood off her mouth after Soran strikes her]

B'Etor: I hope, for your sake, that you were initiating a mating ritual.

Dr. Soran: Have you ever considered a prosthesis that would make you look a little more... how can I say... more normal?

Geordi: What's normal?

Dr. Soran: "What's normal?" Well, that's a good question. Normal is what everyone else is and you are not.

Kirk: Did we do it? Did we make a difference?

Picard: Oh, yes. We made a difference. Thank you.

Kirk: Least I could do for the captain of the Enterprise.

[last words]

Kirk: It was... fun. Oh, my...

[first lines]

[the journalists are all talking at the same time, trying to get their questions in]

Journalist #3: How does it feel to be back on the Enterprise bridge?

Journalist #1: Captain Chekov, what are the most significant changes...

Journalist #3: Captain Kirk, can I ask you a few questions?

Journalist #1: Did you participate in the redesign?

Journalist #3: We'd like to know how you feel about being...

Kirk: I appreciate the...

Harriman: Excuse me. Excuse me. Excuse me. There will be plenty of time for questions later. I'm Captain John Harriman and I'd like to welcome you all aboard.

Kirk: It's our pleasure.

Harriman: I just want you to know how excited we all are to have a group of living legends with us on our maiden voyage. I remember reading about your missions when I was in grade school.

Kirk: Oh, really? Well, may we have a look around?

Harriman: Please. Please.

Kirk: You left spacedock without a tractor beam?

Harriman: It won't be installed until Tuesday.

[Data, with his new emotion chip installed, is told to scan for lifeforms]

Data: I would be happy to, sir. I just *love* scanning for lifeforms!

[sings]

Data: Lifeforms! You tiny little lifeforms! You precious little lifeforms! Where are you?

[Data finds a drink unpleasant - for the first time ever]

Data: I hate this! It is revolting!

Guinan: More?

Data: Please!

[the Duras sisters spy on Geordi]

Lursa: Where is he now?

B'Etor: I don't know? He bathed, now he's roaming the ship. He must be the only engineer in Starfleet who doesn't *go* to *engineering*!

Data: [laughs] I get it! I get it! When you said "The clown can stay, but the Ferengi in the gorilla suit has to go!"

Geordi: Data, what are you talking about?

Data: During the Farpoint mission; we were on the bridge, you told a joke, that was the punchline!

Geordi: The Farpoint mission? Data, that was seven years ago.

Data: I know! I just got it! Very funny!

Dr. Soran: They say time is the fire in which we burn. Right now, Captain, my time is running out. We leave so many things unfinished in our lives.

[softly]

Dr. Soran: I know you understand.

Geordi: I've never seen a solar probe with this kind of configuration, have you, Data?

Data: [uses tricorder as a hand puppet]

Data: No, Geordi, I have not. Have you?

Data: [to his tricorder]

Data: No, I have not. It is most unusual.

[laughs at his joke]

Data: Mister Tricorder!

Dr. Soran: Welcome, Captain. You must think I'm quite the madman.

Picard: The thought had crossed my mind.

Kirk: You say history considers me dead. Who am I to argue with history?

Picard: You're a Starfleet officer. You have a duty!

Kirk: I don't need to be lectured by you. I was out saving the galaxy when your grandfather was in diapers. Besides which, I think the galaxy owes me one.

Picard: This is not your bedroom.

Kirk: No, it's not. It's better.

Chekov: I was never that young.

Kirk: No, you were younger.

Picard: Mr. Worf, I always knew this day would come. Are you prepared to face the charges?

Troi: Answer him.

Worf: I am prepared.

Riker: [unfurling an old-school scroll] "We, the officers and crew of the U.S.S. Enterprise, being of sound mind and judgment, hereby make the following charges against Lieutenant Worf. One, that he did knowingly and willfully perform above and beyond the call of duty on countless occasions. Two, most seriously, that he has earned the admiration and respect of the entire crew."

Picard: Mr. Worf, I hereby promote you to the rank of Lieutenant Commander, with all of the rights and privileges thereto. And may God have mercy on your soul.

[Data has found his cat Spot safe and alive in the Enterprise wreckage]

Data: [happily] Spot!

[Data cradles Spot, and begins crying]

Troi: Data? Are you all right?

Data: [tears streaming] I am happy to see Spot, yet I am crying! Perhaps the chip is malfunctioning.

Troi: [smiling] I think it's working perfectly.

Riker: I'm going to miss this ship; she went before her time.

Picard: Someone once told me that time was a predator that stalked us all our lives. But I rather believe than time is a companion who goes with us on the journey, and reminds us to cherish every moment because they'll never come again. What we leave behind is not as important how we lived. After all, Number One, we're only mortal.

Riker: [smiling] Speak for yourself, sir. I plan to live forever.

[last lines]

Riker: I always thought I'd get a shot at this chair one day.

Picard: Perhaps you still will... somehow I doubt this will be the last ship to carry the name "Enterprise".

[looks at Riker for a beat, then taps his combadge]

Picard: Picard to Farragut, two to beam up.

[the two men demateralize]

[Worf has fallen into the ocean, after Riker ordered the computer to remove the holographic plank]

Picard: Number One, that's *retract* plank, not *remove* plank.

Riker: Of course, sir.

[leans over the side towards Worf]

Riker: Sorry!

Picard: What you're about to do, Soran, is no different from when the Borg destroyed your world. They killed millions too. Including your wife, your children.

Dr. Soran: [smiles, sighs] Nice try. You know there was a time that I wouldn't hurt a fly. Then the Borg came, and they showed me that if there is one constant in this whole universe, it's death. Afterwards, I began to realize that it didn't really matter. We're all going to die sometime. It's just a question of how and when. You will too, Captain. Aren't you beginning to feel time gaining on you?

[enters control room of missile launcher]

Dr. Soran: It's like a predator; it's stalking you. Oh, you can try and outrun it with doctors, medicines, new technologies. But in the end, time is going to hunt you down... and make the kill.

Picard: It's our mortality that defines us, Soran. It's part of the truth of our existence.

Dr. Soran: What if I told you I found a new truth?

Picard: The Nexus?

Dr. Soran: Time has no meaning there. The predator has no teeth.

Data: [uses a device in his arm to open a door] Open sesame! You could say I have a magnetic personality.

[laughs at his joke]

Data: Humor! I love it!

Kirk: Captain of the Enterprise, huh?

Picard: That's right.

Kirk: Close to retirement?

Picard: I'm not planning on it.

Kirk: Well let me tell you something. Don't! Don't let them promote you. Don't let them transfer you. Don't let them do *anything* that takes you off the bridge of that ship, because while you're there... you can make a difference.

Picard: Come back with me. Help me stop Soran. Help make a difference again!

Kirk: Who am I to argue with the captain of the Enterprise? What's the name of that planet? Veridian III?

Picard: That's right.

Kirk: I take it the odds are against us and the situation is grim?

Picard: You could say that.

Kirk: You know if Spock were here, he'd say I was an irrational, illogical human being for going on a mission like that.

[pause]

Kirk: Sounds like fun!

Dr. Soran: [Kirk confronts Soran] Just who the hell are you?

Picard: He's James T. Kirk. Don't you read history?

Picard: Good luck, Captain.

Kirk: Call me Jim!

Kirk: [after being saved from Soran] I thought you were headed for the launcher.

Picard: I changed my mind; Captain's prerogative!

Chekov: How big is your medical staff?

Harriman: The medical staff?... Doesn't arrive until Tuesday.

Chekov: Udivitel'no!

["Amazing!"]

Chekov: You and you, you've just become nurses. Let's go.

Kirk: Load torpedo bays. Prepare to fire at my command.

Demora: Captain, we don't have any torpedoes.

Kirk: [to Captain Harriman] Don't tell me. Tuesday.

Harriman: Captain Kirk - I would appreciate any suggestions you might have.

Kirk: First - move us within transporter range and beam those people aboard the Enterprise.

Harriman: What about the gravimetric distortions? They'll tear us apart.

Kirk: Risk is part of the game if you want to sit in that chair.

Harriman: Helm, close to within transporter range.

Kirk: [to reporter shining a camera light into his face, pushing him away] Second - turn that damn thing off.

Kirk: Scotty, keep things together till I get back.

Scotty: I always do.

Lieutenant: [Minutes Later] 45 seconds to structural collapse!

Kirk: Bridge to Captain Kirk!

Kirk: Kirk here.

Scotty: I don't know how much longer I can hold her together!

Beverly: [reading about Soran] He's an El-Aurian. Over 300 years old. He lost his entire family when the Borg destroyed his planet. Soran escaped with a handful of other refugees aboard a ship called the Lakul. That ship was later destroyed by some kind of energy ribbon. But Soran and 46 others were rescued by the Enterprise-B.

Riker: That was the mission where James Kirk was killed.

Beverly: I checked the passenger manifest of the Lakul. Guess who else was on board.

Data: According to our information, the ribbon is a conflux of temporal energy which travels through this galaxy every 39.1 years. It will pass through this sector in approximately 42 hours.

Picard: Yes. Guinan was right. She said that Soran was trying to get back to the ribbon. Now, if that's true, there has to be some connection with the Amargosa star. Data, give me a list of anything that was affected by the star's destruction, no matter how insignificant.

[no response]

Picard: Data?

Data: Sorry, sir. It will take the computer a few moments to compile the information.

Picard: Data, are you all right?

Data: No, sir. I am finding it difficult to concentrate. I believe I am overwhelmed with feelings of remorse and regret concerning my actions on the observatory.

Picard: What do you mean?

Data: I wanted to save Geordi, but I experienced something I did not expect. Fear. I was afraid.

Dr. Soran: [inspecting Geordi's VISOR] Marvelous technology. This is a remarkable piece of equipment.

Geordi: [sarcastic] Glad you approve.

Data: According to our current information, the destruction of the Amargosa star has had the following effects in this sector. Gamma emissions have increased by .05%. The Starship Bozeman was forced to make a course correction. Ambient magnetic fields...

Picard: Wait. The Bozeman. Why would it make a course correction?

Data: The destruction of the Amargosa star has altered the gravitational forces throughout this sector. As a result, any ship passing through this region would have to make a minor course correction.

Guinan: Soran is a name I haven't heard for a long time.

Picard: You remember him?

Guinan: Yes.

Picard: Guinan, it is very important that you tell me everything that you know. We think that Soran has developed a weapon, a terrible weapon, one that might even give him enough power to destroy an entire...

Guinan: Soran doesn't care about weapons or power. He just cares about getting back to the Nexus.

Picard: What's the Nexus?

Guinan: The energy ribbon that destroyed that ship was not just some random phenomena traveling through the universe. It's a doorway to another place that we call the Nexus, and it's a place I've tried very, very hard to forget.

Picard: What happened to you?

Guinan: It was like being inside joy. As if joy was something tangible and you could wrap yourself up in it like a blanket, and never in my entire life have I ever been as content.

Picard: And then you were beamed away from there.

Guinan: Pulled. Ripped away. None of us wanted to go, and I would have done anything, *anything*, to get back there. And once I realized that wasn't possible, I learned to live with that.

Picard: What about Soran?

Guinan: If he's still obsessed, he could be a very, very dangerous man.

Picard: Why would he destroy a star? Thank you, Guinan.

Guinan: [he stands and moves to leave] If you go, you're not gonna care about anything. Not this ship, not Soran, not me. Nothing. All you'll want is to stay in the Nexus, and you're not gonna want to come back.

Geordi: What do you want?

Dr. Soran: As you may or may not be aware, I am an El-Aurian. Some people call us a race of listeners. We listen. Right now, Mr. La Forge, you have my complete attention. I want to listen to everything you know about trilithium.

Data: I cannot continue with this investigation. I wish to be deactivated until Dr. Crusher can remove the emotion chip.

Picard: Are you having some kind of malfunction?

Data: No, sir. I simply do not have the ability to control these emotions.

Picard: Data, I... I have nothing but sympathy for what you are feeling, but right now, I need you to...

Data: Sir, I no longer want these emotions! Deactivating me is the only viable solution.

Picard: Part of having feelings is learning to integrate them into your life, Data, learning to live with them no matter what the circumstances.

Data: Sir, I cannot!

Picard: [firmly] You will not be deactivated! You're an officer on board this ship, and I require you to perform your duty. That is an order, Commander.

Picard: Now, can you project the course of the ribbon?

Data: I believe so.

Picard: [watching] Enhance grid 9-A. Where was the Amargosa star?

[Data pinpoints its location near the ribbon's path]

Picard: Now, you said that when the Amargosa star was destroyed, it affected the gravitational forces in this sector. Now, did the computer take that into account when it projected the course of the ribbon?

Data: No, sir. I will make the appropriate adjustments.

Picard: [seeing the ribbon's path change] That's what Soran's doing. He's changing the course of the ribbon. But why? Why would... why would he try to change its path? Why doesn't he just fly into it with a ship?

Data: Our records show that every ship which has approached the ribbon has either been destroyed or severely damaged.

Picard: He can't get to the ribbon, so he's trying to make the ribbon come to him. Data, does it pass near to any Class-M planets?

Data: Yes, sir. There are two in the Veridian system.

Picard: Well, it gets close to Veridian III, but not close enough. Data, what would happen to the ribbon's course if Soran destroyed the Veridian star itself?

[as Data runs the simulation, the ribbon's path shifts to pass through Veridian III]

Picard: That's where he's going.

Data: It should be noted, sir, that the collapse of the Veridian star would produce a shock wave similar to the one we observed at Amargosa.

Picard: Destroying all the planets in this system.

Data: Veridian III is uninhabited. However, Veridian IV supports a pre-industrial humanoid society.

Picard: Population?

Data: 230 million, sir.

Picard: [tapping his combadge] Picard to bridge.

Worf: Worf here, sir.

Picard: Set a course for the Veridian system, maximum warp.

Klingon Helm: We have entered orbit of Veridian III.

Dr. Soran: Prepare to transport me to the surface.

B'Etor: Wait. When do we our payment?

Dr. Soran: [offering a data stick, then retracting it as she snatches at it] This contains all the information you'll need to make a trilithium weapon.

[she snatches at it again]

Dr. Soran: Hey. It's been coded. Once I'm safely to the surface, I'll transmit the decryption sequence to you.

[she snatches at it yet again]

Dr. Soran: Not before.

Picard: Klingon vessel, we know what you're doing, and we will destroy any probe launched toward the Veridian star. We demand that you return our chief engineer and leave this system immediately.

Dr. Soran: There's no time for this. Eliminate them.

B'Etor: That is a Galaxy-class starship. We are no match for them.

Dr. Soran: I think it's time we gave Mr. La Forge his sight back.

Riker: Maybe they're not out there.

Picard: They're just trying to decide if a 20-year-old Klingon Bird-of-Prey can be a match for the Federation flagship.

Troi: Perhaps they're on the surface.

Worf: Sir, according to my calculations, a solar probe launched from either the Klingon ship or the planet surface will take 11 seconds to reach the sun. However, since we do not have an exact point of origin, it will take us between eight and fifteen seconds to lock our weapons onto it.

Riker: That's a pretty big margin of error.

Picard: Much too big. Mr. Data, how long before the ribbon arrives?

Data: Approximately 47 minutes, sir.

Picard: [sitting with Riker in their command chairs] We have got to find some way to get to Soran.

Lursa: Captain. What an unexpected pleasure.

Picard: Lursa, it is very important that I speak with Soran.

Lursa: I'm afraid the doctor is no longer aboard our ship.

Picard: Then I will beam to his location.

B'Etor: The doctor values his privacy. He would be quite upset if an armed away team interrupted him.

Picard: Then I will beam to your ship and you can transport me to Soran.

Riker: We can't trust them. For all we know, they killed Geordi. They might kill you, too.

Lursa: We did not harm your engineer. He's been our... guest.

Riker: Then return him!

B'Etor: In exchange for what?

Data: Me, sir.

Picard: Me. I will be your prisoner. But first, you must beam me to the surface so that I can speak with Soran.

B'Etor: [in an audible whisper] The captain would make a much more valuable hostage.

Lursa: We'll consider it a prisoner exchange.

Picard: Agreed.

[heading to the turbolift]

Picard: Have Dr. Crusher meet me in transporter room 3. You have the bridge, Number One.

Data: I am sorry I let you down. I have not been behaving like myself lately.

Geordi: No, Data, you haven't. You've been behaving like a human.

Picard: You don't have to do this, Soran. I'm sure we can find another way of getting you into this Nexus.

Dr. Soran: I've spent 80 years looking for another way. Believe me, this is the only one.

Riker: [the Enterprise is fired on] Mr. Worf, what do we know about that old Klingon ship? Any weaknesses?

Worf: It is a Class-D12 Bird-of-Prey. They were retired from service because of defective plasma coils.

Riker: Plasma coils? Is there any way we can use that to our advantage?

Worf: I do not see how. The plasma coil is part of their cloaking device.

Riker: Data, would a defective plasma coil be susceptible to some sort of ionic pulse?

Data: Perhaps. Yes, yes. If we sent a low-level ionic pulse, it might reset the coil and trigger their cloaking device. Excellent idea, sir!

Worf: As their cloak begins to engage, their shields will drop.

Riker: They'll have two seconds of vulnerability. Mr. Data, lock on to plasma coil.

Klingon Helm: We are cloaking!

B'Etor: What?

Klingon Helm: Our shields are down!

Riker: [on the Enterprise] Fire.

Geordi: [evacuating Engineering after a coolant leak] Bridge, we have a new problem. We're five minutes from a warp core breach. There's nothing I can do.

Riker: [on the bridge] Deanna, evacuate everyone to the saucer section. Mr. Data, prepare to separate the ship.

Picard: You never met my brother and his wife, did you?

Troi: No.

Picard: Robert. So opinionated. So pompous and arrogant. He always had to have the last word. But he-he mellowed a little bit in the last few years. I was going to get together with them all next month on Earth. I thought we'd go to San Francisco. Rene's always wanted to see Starfleet Academy.

Troi: Rene?

[realizing]

Troi: Oh! Your nephew.

Picard: Yes. He's, uh... he's so unlike his father. He's a dreamer, imaginative.

[breaking down into tears]

Picard: He's so very gentle.

Troi: What's happened?

Picard: Robert and Rene, they're... burned to death in a fire.

Troi: I'm sorry.

Picard: It's all right. It's all right. These things happen.

Troi: Captain, it's not all right.

Picard: I can't help thinking about... about all the experiences that Rene's not gonna have, about going to the Academy, reading books and listening to music and falling in love, building a life.

[closing the photo album]

Picard: Well, that's not going to happen now.

Troi: I didn't realize he meant so much to you.

Picard: I'd come to feel that Rene was as close as I would get to having a child of my own.

Troi: Your family history is very important to you, isn't it?

Picard: What? Oh. From being a small child, I can remember being told about the family line. The Picard who fought at Trafalgar. The Picard who won the Nobel Prize for Chemistry. The Picards who settled the first Martian colonies. And when Robert married and he had a son, I...

Troi: You felt it was no longer your responsibility to carry on the family line.

Journalist #3: This is the first Starship Enterprise in 30 years without James T. Kirk in command. How do you feel about that, sir?

Kirk: Oh, just fine. I'm glad to be here to send her on her way.

Journalist #3: And what have you been doing since you retired?

Kirk: Keeping busy.

Chekov: I'd like you to meet the helmsman of the Enterprise-B. Demora.

[Demora steps forward]

Chekov: Ensign Demora Sulu.

Demora: It's a pleasure to meet you, sir. My father's told me some interesting stories about you.

Kirk: Your father is Hikaru Sulu?

Demora: Yes, sir.

Chekov: Oh, you've met her before, but she was...

[he indicates the size of a small child]

Kirk: It wasn't that long ago. It couldn't have been more than...

Chekov: Twelve years, sir.

Kirk: Twelve years?

Chekov: Absolutely.

Kirk: Incredible.

Scotty: [on the Enterprise-B] Damn fine ship if you ask me.

Kirk: Scotty, it absolutely amazes me.

Scotty: And what would that be, sir?

Kirk: [glancing at Demora at her station] Sulu. When did he find time for a family?

Scotty: Well, like you always say, if something's important, you make the time.

Demora: [trying to rescue two transport ships] Sir, the starboard vessel's hull is collapsing!

Chekov: [the ship is destroyed] How many people were on that ship?

Demora: 265.

Lieutenant: [trying to rescue the El-Aurians on the Lakul] Sir, I'm having trouble locking onto them. They appear to be in some sort of temporal flux.

Kirk: [going to his station] Scotty!

Scotty: [joining them] What the hell? Their life signs are phasing in and out of our space-time continuum.

Kirk: Phasing? To where?

Navigator: Sir, their hull's collapsing!

Kirk: Beam them out of there, Scotty!

Scotty: [as the Lakul is destroyed] Transport complete. I got 47... out of 150.

Scotty: [caught in the energy ribbon] There's just no way to disrupt a gravimetric field of this magnitude.

Lieutenant: Hull integrity at 82%.

Scotty: But I do have a theory.

Kirk: I thought you might.

Data: [Worf accidentally falls into the water during his promotion ceremony] Doctor, I must confess, I am uncertain as to why someone falling into freezing water is amusing.

Beverly: Oh, it's all in good fun, Data.

Data: Fun?

Beverly: Fun.

Data: I do not understand.

Beverly: You've got to get into the spirit of things. Learn to be spontaneous, live in the moment. Do something unexpected. Get it?

Data: Got it.

[pushing her overboard, he sees no one is laughing]

Geordi: Data!

Data: That was...

Geordi: Not funny.

Picard: [on a holodeck-simulated sailing ship] Just imagine what it was like. No engines, no computers, just the wind and the sea and the stars to guide you.

Riker: Bad food, brutal discipline. No women.

Worf: [searching the Amargosa Observatory] These blast patterns are consistent with a type-3 disruptor.

Riker: Great. That narrows it down to Romulan, Breen, and Klingon.

Geordi: [after Data's "prank" on Beverly] Whatever possessed you to push her in the water in the first place?

Data: I was attempting to get into the spirit of things. I thought it would be amusing.

[taking his cat off the table]

Data: Spot. Is she still angry?

Geordi: I'd stay out of Sickbay for a couple of days if I were you.

Geordi: Data, you're not thinking about actually using that thing, are you?

Data: I have considered it for many months. And in light of my recent episode with Dr. Crusher, now may be the appropriate time.

Geordi: I thought you were worried about it overloading your neural net.

Data: That is true. However, I believe my growth as an artificial life-form has reached an impasse. For 34 years, I have endeavored to become more human, to grow beyond my original programming. Still, I am unable to grasp such a basic concept as humor. This emotion chip may be the only answer.

Riker: We found two dead Romulans on the station. We're analyzing their equipment to see if we can determine what ship they came from.

Picard: And there's still no indication of why they attacked the station?

Riker: They practically tore the place apart. Accessed the central computer, turned the cargo bay inside out. Obviously, they were looking for something.

Picard: This could signify a new Romulan threat in this sector. Inform Starfleet Command.

Riker: You want me to contact Starfleet?

Picard: Is there a problem?

Riker: No, sir. There was something else, Captain. One of the scientists, a Dr. Soran, insisted on speaking with you. I told him you were very busy. He said it was absolutely imperative that he speak with you right away.

Picard: Understood. That'll be all.

Riker: [turning to leave, then stopping] Sir, is there anything more...

Picard: [curtly] No, thank you.

Guinan: Gentlemen, something new from Forcas III?

Geordi: [as Data takes a gulp, the taste obviously disagrees with him] What?

Data: I believe this beverage has produced an emotional response.

Geordi: Really? What are you feeling?

Data: I am uncertain. Because I have had little experience with emotion, I am unable to... articulate the sensation.

Guinan: Emotion?

Geordi: I'll explain later.

Guinan: [Data takes another gulp and reacts in distaste again] Well, it looks like he hates it.

Worf: We have analyzed the Romulans' tricorder. They were scanning for signature particles of a compound called trilithium.

Riker: Trilithium?

Worf: Yes, an experimental compound the Romulans have been working on. Trilithium is a nuclear inhibitor. In theory, it could stop all fusion within a star. However, the Romulans never found a way to stabilize it.

Riker: Why would they look for it on a Federation observatory? That doesn't make any sense.

Worf: I do not know.

Riker: Have Geordi and Data go over with the next away team. Tell them to scan the observatory for trilithium.

Geordi: Data, are you all right?

Data: I believe the emotion chip has overloaded my positronic relay.

Geordi: We'd better get you back to the ship.

[tapping his combadge]

Geordi: La Forge to Enterprise.

[getting static, he tries again]

Geordi: La Forge to Enterprise.

Dr. Soran: Gentlemen, is there a problem?

Geordi: Dr. Soran. Yeah. There seems to be some sort of dampening field in here. It's blocking our comm signal. Can you shut it off for us?

Dr. Soran: Of course, I'd be only too happy to.

[he backhands Geordi, knocking him out]

Data: [cowering as Soran aims a weapon at him] Please. Please. No. Do not... . do not hurt me. Please, please.

Riker: A quantum implosion has occurred within the Amargosa star. All nuclear fusion is breaking down.

Picard: How is that possible?

Worf: Sensor records show the observatory launched a solar probe into the sun a few moments ago.

Riker: The star is going to collapse in a matter of minutes.

Worf: Sir, the implosion has produced a level-12 shockwave.

Troi: That'll destroy everything in this system.

Transporter Chief: Transporter room to bridge. I can't locate Commander La Forge or Mr. Data, sir.

Riker: Have they come back to the ship?

Worf: No, sir. They are not on board.

Picard: How long before the shockwave hits the observatory?

Worf: Four minutes, 40 seconds.

Picard: Number One.

Riker: [heading to the turbolift] Mr. Worf.

Worf: [following] Aye, sir.

Dr. Soran: You got careless. The Romulans came looking for their missing trilithium.

B'Etor: Impossible. We left no survivors on their outpost.

Dr. Soran: They knew it was on the observatory. If the Enterprise hadn't intervened, they would have found it.

Lursa: They didn't find it! And now we have a weapon of unlimited power.

Dr. Soran: No, Lursa, *I* have the weapon, and if you ever want me to give it to you, I would advise you to be a little more careful in the future.

B'Etor: [putting a knife to his throat] Perhaps we are tired of waiting.

Dr. Soran: [chuckling in amusement] Without my research, the trilithium is worthless, as are your plans to re-conquer the Klingon Empire.

Picard: This isn't right. This can't be real.

Guinan: It's as real as you want it to be.

Picard: Guinan. What's going on? Why am I here?

Guinan: You're in the Nexus.

Picard: This is the Nexus?

Guinan: For you. This is what you wanted.

Picard: But I never had a home like this. Nor a wife and children, but these are all mine. Guinan, what are you doing here? I thought you were on board the Enterprise.

Guinan: I am. I'm also here. Think of me as an echo of the person you know, a part of herself she left behind.

Picard: When the Enterprise-B beamed you up from the Lakul.

Picard's Kid: Papa, help me build my castle.

Picard: Yes, I will in a few minutes.

Picard's Kid: Papa, thank you for the dolly.

[kissing his cheek]

Picard's Kid: She's very beautiful.

Picard: These are my children.

[laughing]

Picard: These are my children.

Guinan: Of course. Time has no meaning here, so you can go back and see them born or go forward and see your grandchildren.

Picard: Guinan, can I leave the Nexus?

Guinan: Where would you go?

Picard: I don't understand.

Guinan: Well, as I said, time has no meaning here. So if you leave, you can go anywhere, any time.

Picard: All right, I know exactly where I want to go. To the mountaintop on Veridian III just before Soran destroyed the star. I have to stop him, but I need help. Now, if you were to come back with me, together...

Guinan: I can't leave. I'm there already, remember? But I bet I know someone who can. And from his point of view, he just got here, too.

Picard: [cut to him approaching a cabin in the woods and seeing someone chopping wood] Kirk. James T. Kirk.

Kirk: Come on in. It's all right; it's my house. At least it used to be. I sold it years ago.

Picard: I'm Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the Starship... Enterprise.

Kirk: The clock.

[going to a clock on a mantelpiece]

Kirk: I gave this clock to Bones.

Picard: I'm from what you would consider the future, the 24th century.

Kirk: [hearing a bark and seeing a dog in the doorway] Butler!

[petting him]

Kirk: Butler. How can you be here? He's been dead seven years.

Antonia: [off-screen] Come on, Jim. I'm starving. How long are you gonna be rattling around in that kitchen?

Kirk: Antonia. What are you talking about? The future? This is the past. This is nine years ago.

[opening a box and taking out a gold horseshoe]

Kirk: The day I told her I was going back to Starfleet.

[going to the kitchen]

Kirk: These are Ktarian eggs, her favorite. I was preparing them to soften the blow.

Picard: I know how real this must seem to you, but it's not. This isn't really your house. We are, both of us, caught up in some kind of temporal nexus.

Kirk: [cracking the eggs into a skillet] Dill.

Picard: I beg your pardon?

Kirk: Dill weed. In the cabinet, second shelf to the left. Behind the oregano.

Picard: How long have you been here?

Kirk: I don't know. I was aboard the Enterprise-B in the deflector control room, and...

[handing him the skillet of eggs]

Kirk: Stir these, will you? The bulkhead in front of me disappeared, and then I found myself out there just now chopping wood right before you walked up.

[taking the skillet back]

Kirk: Thanks.

Picard: Look, uh, history records that you died the Enterprise-B from an energy ribbon 80 years ago.

Kirk: You say this is the 24th century?

Picard: Uh-huh.

Kirk: And I'm dead?

Picard: Not exactly. As I said, this is some kind of...

Picard, Kirk: Temporal nexus.

Kirk: Yes, I heard you.

Picard: I, um...

Kirk: Something is missing.

[bread in a toaster pops up]

Picard: Captain, look, I need your help. I want you to leave the Nexus with me. We have to go back to a planet, Veridian III. We have to stop a man called Soran from destroying a star. Millions of lives are at stake.

Kirk: I was like you once, so worried about duty and obligation I couldn't see past my own uniform. And what did it get me? An empty house. Not this time. This time, I'm gonna walk up these stairs, march into that bedroom, and tell Antonia I want to marry her. This time, it's gonna be different.

Picard: [following him, he finds himself in a horse stable] This is not your bedroom.

Kirk: No, it's not. It's better.

Picard: Better?

Kirk: This is my uncle's barn in Idaho. I took this horse out for a ride 11 years ago on a spring day.

[opening the barn door]

Kirk: Like this one. If I'm right, this is the day I met Antonia. This Nexus of yours, very clever. I can start all over again and do things right from day one.

Data: It has been extremely difficult, Counselor.

Troi: Well, then why did you decide not to remove the emotion chip?

Data: At first, I was unprepared for the unpredictable nature of emotions. However, having experienced 261 distinct emotional states, I believe I have learned to control my feelings. They will no longer control me.

Troi: Well, I hope you're successful, Data.